Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Benin and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Rites of Spring to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Don Cherry,
Model 500,
Can,
Interpol,
Robert Görl,
The Associates,
Aloha Tigers,
Terry Callier,
Joy Division,
Harry Pussy,
Crime,
Goldenarms,
Eli Mardock,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Liliput,
Circle Jerks,
R.M.O.,
Scott Walker,
Chrome,
UT,
Infiniti,
U.S. Maple,
Half Japanese,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Swell Maps,
Junior Murvin,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fortunes,
Chris Corsano,
Jimmy McGriff,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Tremeloes,
The Vogues,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bobby Womack,
Tom Boy,
Gang Starr,
Aswad,
Laurel Aitken,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Gun Club,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Camberwell Now,
Excepter,
Inner City,
China Crisis,
Ronan,
the Normal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crash Course in Science,
Pantytec,
Sixth Finger,
Scratch Acid,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Agent Orange,
Loose Ends,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.